Pyre
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River stared blankly at Cari who spouted off a thousand questions about Zimbabwe and was mildly thankful that Aric had flicked her forehead which silenced her mid-sentence with a squeal. He looked adorably childlike while the twin helpfully spelled out the word for him. Of course... it wasn't all that important since River was completely bullsh*ting the entire form. His birthplace was certainly not in Zimbabwe among the lions, tigers and bears.... oh my! His tongue stuck out of the side of his mouth as River thought of more and more obscure, annoying answers for the form; the next question was about powers which River had proceeded to write: 'I have the power of flight with the help of flatulence, although it can reach dangerous levels and become extremely hazardous for others after a buffet of Mexican food'. The dark-haired boy rose his gaze to peep at the others, he was becoming bored with filling out all of this tedious nonsense so he quickly scribbled one word on the last four pages which was: 'I' 'Hate' 'This' 'Crap'. River shrugged. It wasn't the most inventive creation his mind had conjured up but he was sure it would succeed in infuriating Emilia which would do just fine.
When finished, River set the form on his lap and peeked over at the twin's papers, unable to sway his curiosity and loomed over Aric's shoulders to snoop. "I knew you were lying... Aries," He spoke with narrowed eyes, facing Riesa, "Riesa." Then turning to face Aries, completely swapping their names around (for his own amusement). He then set the file on the desk next to him, ready to receive the next from Emma with his blue eyes twinkling with mischief and a small yet smug grin was on his face. When Emilia began to speak about the, sigh, rules, yawn, guidelines, River seemed to switch off entirely, who knew school was so... oppressive? Whose brilliant idea was it to go to this place? River thought, miffed. Oh, it was mine. Stupid brain.
He lazily trailed after the stern, cold lady yet something suddenly changed about him. His mannerisms became much more withdrawn, his large eyes dilated and started shifting wildly around the room - of course River knew what was happening - it was only a matter of time before it kicked in, he was in a new environment of course. River stopped and watched Emma, Aries and Riesa's backs pace further away from him so he took this opportunity to sprint off into a different direction. Random words and phrases whirling in his head, voices warning him about daft things of poison and people out to kill him; around him, his vision began distorting objects. It was confusing and annoying. Eventually, River stopped running and reached a nearby window to stare out of, trying to push his Schizophrenic episode out of his head. "I suppose I'm lucky that it's just a mild one." He said quietly to himself nibbling on the sleeve of his hoodie.
When finished, River set the form on his lap and peeked over at the twin's papers, unable to sway his curiosity and loomed over Aric's shoulders to snoop. "I knew you were lying... Aries," He spoke with narrowed eyes, facing Riesa, "Riesa." Then turning to face Aries, completely swapping their names around (for his own amusement). He then set the file on the desk next to him, ready to receive the next from Emma with his blue eyes twinkling with mischief and a small yet smug grin was on his face. When Emilia began to speak about the, sigh, rules, yawn, guidelines, River seemed to switch off entirely, who knew school was so... oppressive? Whose brilliant idea was it to go to this place? River thought, miffed. Oh, it was mine. Stupid brain.
He lazily trailed after the stern, cold lady yet something suddenly changed about him. His mannerisms became much more withdrawn, his large eyes dilated and started shifting wildly around the room - of course River knew what was happening - it was only a matter of time before it kicked in, he was in a new environment of course. River stopped and watched Emma, Aries and Riesa's backs pace further away from him so he took this opportunity to sprint off into a different direction. Random words and phrases whirling in his head, voices warning him about daft things of poison and people out to kill him; around him, his vision began distorting objects. It was confusing and annoying. Eventually, River stopped running and reached a nearby window to stare out of, trying to push his Schizophrenic episode out of his head. "I suppose I'm lucky that it's just a mild one." He said quietly to himself nibbling on the sleeve of his hoodie.